The continuous barrage of gunfire did not attract Sirid's attention, as the Molten Lava Fire Dragon had to face the wizards' counterattacks while destroying the airships.
As for Sirid himself, the majority of his energy was invested in suppressing the Molten Lava Fire Dragon beneath him and constructing protective Divine Arts, leaving him little energy to detect the source of these unexpected attacks.
However, his underestimation was clearly fatal. The warplane, speeding at 360 kilometers per hour, moved like a gust of wind, crossing hundreds of meters in the blink of an eye.
Before colliding with the giant dragon's body, Lydia desperately pivoted the aircraft and forcefully pulled the red lever beside her to its lowest position.
As she crossed paths with the dragon, a strong beam of light shot out from the front of the aircraft.
The top of the warplane was like being equipped with a sword of almost infinite length and indestructibility!
